Adaptation -

the air is causing creeps and shivers

all over my pale and blue tan

i am marked with freckles

either burns or hi from glaring sun

like many others

humiliating sickness of marvels

kaleidoscoping in my eyes

a mix of blurred and twisting puzzle

called upon to hypnotize

like many others

rolling my head up and down

i got feelings

Wrap me in the covers and hide me from his harmful sight

Safely from any influence and wrongful art

The atmosphere is so inanimate and light in your eyes so dim

No life within

I only wait when you expect me to mumble my first word

In this highest moment of glory I’ll take command of this world

No life within